Chapter 1180 Praise

Han Wei put on her wash clothes, and looked at everything in the operating room with some embarrassment.

She is actually quite familiar with the environment here. Even compared to some junior doctors, she is more familiar with the operating room after working as a hospital cleaner for more than half a year.

However, standing in the operating room as a bystander wearing ill-fitting and uncomfortable hand washing clothes is a brand new experience for Han Wei.

At this moment, Han Wei didn't know how to describe her feelings...In a flash, Han Wei thought of her time when she first came to Yunhua to work.

The excitement at that time seemed to be similar, but compared with personal expectations, the oppression of the city formed a heavier weight.

"Han Wei, stand behind me and come here." Zuo Cidian waved with a smile and called Han Wei who was standing by the door.

Han Wei hurried over and said in a low voice, "I won't move around."

"Well, you probably know the rules of operating rooms in general hospitals, but I'll tell you again." Zuo Cidian smiled kindly and said, "First of all, it's about standing. Don't cross my path." During the operation, even if you can’t see clearly, you are not allowed to poke your head through this line.”

"No problem." Han Wei immediately agreed.

"No one's neck can stretch so long. You should answer like this to be more interesting." Zuo Cidian intentionally told a joke.

The joke was very weak, but Han Wei still laughed, releasing a lot of tension.

"Don't touch other people, and you are not allowed to touch equipment and equipment. You can know these things without telling me, so just pay more attention." Zuo Cidian reminded again.

Han Wei nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"There's nothing else, just read more and ask less." Zuo Cidian smiled slightly, as he had completed the work of releasing kindness.

Han Wei was invited by Ling Ran to see the operation, no matter what Ling Ran had in mind, even if it was just a whim, Zuo Cidian would make proper arrangements for it.

Zuo Cidian did a lot of similar jobs when he was in the town health center, but at that time the level was too low, and most of the jobs he did were bullshit things to fool people. When Zuo Cidian recalled it now, he felt that it was already another world.

Han Wei also seemed to see another world.

Especially after Ling Ran started the operation,

The atmosphere in the operating room suddenly changed. Those guys who Han Wei and the cleaners and sisters usually thought of as pretentious or playful, all became righteous.

Of course, the content of the chat in the mouth is sometimes quite indecent, but the atmosphere is different, it is different.

"You really let the cleaners into the operating room." The knee patient didn't need general anesthesia. At this moment, the nervousness passed. Instead, he glanced at Han Wei and lifted it up.

Han Wei couldn't help becoming nervous.

Several other doctors also looked a little unnatural.

Ling Ran said very naturally: "Yes."

The patient waited for a while, but said nothing, "Is this okay?"

"It's possible." Ling Ran was looking at the screen of the arthroscope while picking at the meniscus in the arthroscope.

It was a soft white flat object with uneven flocs floating around it. At first glance, it looked like a particularly noisy steamed bun, but when you looked closely, it still looked like a particularly noisy steamed bun.

Han Wei was suddenly a little hungry.

The patient was a little helpless, and said: "But... she is not related to the surgery..."

This time, without waiting for Ling Ran's answer, Zuo Cidian coughed and said, "It won't affect the operation. In fact, letting young people visit the operation is also good for the patients."

"What good?"

"If someone visits, the doctor's attention will be more concentrated, and the operation will be as perfect as possible." Zuo Cidian smiled and said, "You like sports very much, don't you? Athletes perform well when there are spectators around. It would be better, same reason, right?"

Listening to Zuo Cidian's words, the patient gradually calmed down: "The operation is going well."

"Very well." This time it was Ling Ran who answered.

It was also a straightforward answer, and the patient who was a little unhappy because of Ling Ran's answer just now had greatly recharged his trust.

"If it goes well, does that mean I can run a marathon next month?" the patient asked tentatively.

Ling Ran was still concise and to the point: "No."

"Really? I run every year. If I don't run this year, I always feel uncomfortable."

Ling Ran blinked, and Zuo Cidian, who had been watching from the corner of his eye, understood, and immediately said: "You should focus on being able to walk now, and don't think about marathons, this kind of exercise is impossible in a short time Do it again."

"But doesn't Dr. Ling often operate on athletes? Some of them will rejoin the competition after a few weeks."

Zuo Cidian was choked up, and said helplessly, "Your rehabilitation intensity and your own physical fitness can't be compared with athletes."

"I am in good health. Before this injury, I was stronger than many young people in my unit..."

"But you're not young after all, are you?" Zuo Cidian said, looking fiercely at the melon-eating anesthesiologist.

The anesthetist was startled, and hurriedly squeezed out the milk that had been prepared but not ejaculated.

The patient who was about to debate his age and athletic ability burped and fell asleep.

"Doctor Pan, are you watching a movie?" Zuo Cidian regained his strength, and his tone was quite powerful.

The anesthetist said weakly, "My surname is not Pan..."

Zuo Cidian frowned: "How can your surname not be Pan?"

The anesthetist was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but think about the logic involved.

As usual, Ling Ran did not interfere with the chats of his subordinates.

He looks at the laparoscope, manipulating the edges of the meniscus with a planer. Unlike ordinary doctors, Ling Ran has unusually high requirements for the regularity of the meniscus.

If it was just to clarify the edges, Ling Ran would feel uncomfortable looking at it, and would not go to the next step of stitching at all.

The planing knife rotated rapidly, removing all the damaged meniscus, and made a beautiful arc shape at the lowest possible cost.

"It's so beautiful." Han Wei's eyes were gradually attracted by the meniscus on the screen.

Several people couldn't help looking at Han Wei.

Han Wei was inexplicably a little flustered, and then said: "I mean the one on the screen..."

"Meniscus."

"Yes, I mean, from Xu Xu's appearance just now to the current appearance, she looks much better."

"Is there?" Zhu Yunwu, who had been holding the mirror silently, was a little puzzled, and asked carefully, "Where does it look good?"

"Smoother, more tidy, in short...the shape is quite perfect." Han Wei explained hurriedly, "I'm talking nonsense. When I usually do hygiene, sometimes I like to do it more neatly..."

"Hold on." Ling Ran interjected rarely.

"En? En! Alright." Han Wei's eyes lit up. Her habit was rarely praised before.

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